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This is all just so hard to grasp. I stopped at the ESSO yesterday to buy a phone card and I had to stop myself from asking for Mr Brown. I always did when I came by there (this gas station is at the top of my street) and I nearly started to cry but I held it back because the cashier and everyone in there looked so upset. It's hard for me too because technically I didn't know him so well but no one deserves to die the way he did and on top of it all J's thrown completely into limbo. Mr Brown and his mother had been separated for awhile and then got divorced, so there are all sorts of technicalities because of that but it doesn't take away the fact that Mr. Brown raised him and is the only father he's ever known. Then you look in the paper and you see that Mr Brown is survived by his two children Donovan and Keena which is true but where does that leave J, is it that he doesn't have a right to mourn? He wants to go up to the house when he gets here but he's so afraid he's going to be rejected but at the same time he just has to go because step or divorce or whatever, Mr Brown still raised him. And it all tears me to pieces. I mean yes I've lost my mother tragically as well but I didn't have to deal with all these complications...

Some of the ones from the previous entry have been repeated.

Mood:saddened

Very sad news.

Yesterday morning right before the drivers were given their instructions for the day's dexterity event, my Dad called to tell me that Jason's stepfather was murdered earlier in the morning.

http://www.jamaicaobserver.com/news/html/20050606T040000-0500_81862_OBS_CONTRACT_HIT.asp

http://www.jamaica-gleaner.com/gleaner/20050606/lead/lead5.html

http://www.radiojamaica.com/news/story.php?story=17693&category=2

http://www.jamaicaobserver.com/editorial/html/20050606T040000-0500_81855_OBS_A_CRISIS_OF_CRIME__A_CRISIS_OF_LEADERSHIP.asp

Back to the Grindstone

Going to get back to this article that I hav due tomorrow. I'd taken a break earlier to just relax, chat online. And I made some tuna casserole and watched two episodes of the Golden Girls on Lifetime TV.

J gets off work soon and I hope when he gets home he gets himself a tall glass of Koolaid and sits in front the PS2 and just plays. He's had a really bad day today :(

Mood:back to work!
Music:CSI on Spike TV

No more movies like there used to be

My Mom and I used to go to the movies practically every Wednesday when I was in Jamaica. If it was a kung-fu movie or a good action movie, her best friend would come along too. We generally went to Carib 5 in Cross Roads. I mean, since even before it burned down when it was the largest cinema in the Caribbean. We had our own special seats, up the left stairs, right at the top of the stairs. Moms and I would go see everything together, even animated movies, for a long time we didn't miss a single Disney movie. The last one's we saw together were Pocahantas, Mulan, Antz, Toy Story...

After my Mom died I said I was never going to the movies again. Luckily for me, my friends at UCU weren't about to have that and dragged me off to the cinemas to see movies like Bad Boys II, Lord of the Rings II and III, The Passion of Christ, Van Helsing and The Day After Tomorrow. I've only been to Carib 5 once since Moms passed away two years ago. And I barely realized anything because J and I were on our honeymoon all bubbly and happy... besides we'd gone to see The Village and I was scared witless, plus there was some old flame of J's that was there who I wanted to beat to a bloody pulp, so I didn't have time to dwell on Mommy.

But her best friend now hasn't been to any move theatre since the last time she went with Moms. When I just got here I went to see Star Wars Episode III and even though that was at Palace Cineplex in Ligunea there were times when I had to fight back tears. Like when the National Anthem was playing (in Jamaica we play our National Anthem at the start of all movies and we have intermission) Moms would tell off people so that they stood up and showed proper respect. I always told her to be careful and mind that one day somebody wouldn't box her over but no one ever did, everyone always stoof up.

Her best friend and I were supposed to go to Carib this evening to see Kung Fu Hustle but she said she didn't think she could go through with it, so we've taken a raincheck for Saturday. I was hoping we could've just gone today so I wouldn't have time to think about it but I won't force her to go because I'm scared too and I know how hard it's going to be.

Mood:sad

Long Muggy Day...

Today was viciously hot in Kingston. When I left the house this morning it looked as if there was a dirty haze over the city. I guess that's what smog looks like! I went down to the Jamaica Observer today. I got my first assignment for a story that will go in this Sunday's Financial Observer. Spent most of the day doing leg-work and tomorrow I'll be up bright and early to write more of the story, as well as, do more background work. The deadline for this is Friday at noon, which means I have about 48 hours to do this. Talk about pressure! The next story will be due on the regular deadline of Thursday at 4pm, which will give me more time. I'm really nervous about this actually because I've got so little time to put together what will be my first article for this editor. I think I've got the ball rolling because I've got my major sources lined up. I just wish that I'd have more time to write the story and then review and tweak it. Normally I don't start writing until I've done all the legwork but this time I have no choice, just in case I freeze up like I did today when I first sat down behind the computer, I want to make sure that I get started on writing from now. Well, let me get back to it.

Mood:nervous and twitchy
Music:CSI on Spike TV

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Very sad news.

Back to the Grindstone

No more movies like there used to be

Long Muggy Day...